User blog comment:Bluestripe the Wild/Rise of the Mercenaries/@comment-3135907-20110525212201

The searat at the tiller suddenly gives a gulp of fear. "G-Gittrag, help!" Gittrag leaps up with a start. "Wot is it, Floj?" A dark, cloaked beast is behind Floj, a dagger at the searat's throat. Gittrag draws his cutlass.
 * "Drop it," says the cloaked creature. Gittrag drops it. It hits the deck with a clatter. "Now, sit down in yer hammock, friend," says the specter-like creature.